Don’t Cry

Chapter 37

After Tang Ran answered, the air around him fell into a long silence. +++ Catino Novel Network www.NovelMTL.com

This silence continued until Tang Ran started to reflect on whether she had said something wrong, she heard a muffled laugh from the very close distance beside her. It's also nice to laugh, naturally it's the voice of that person.

Tang Ran listened blankly for a while, and asked, "Why is Luo Luo smiling, did I make a mistake?"

Luo Zhan didn't answer the question: "Your braille teacher who teaches you to prevent abduction, doesn't it teach you..."

After hearing half of the words and the second half, Tang Ran asked curiously, "What can I teach me?"

"Nothing." Luo Zhan stretched out his hand helplessly, (touching Mo) (touching Mo) on the top of the girl's head, "If he taught me, then I would probably want to clean him up."

Tang Ran was stunned with appetite, her expression became serious, "Luo Luo, what is the answer."

"Next time," Luo Zhan got out of the car and walked around to the passenger seat. He opened the door and leaned down with a faint smile, "I will tell you next time."

"……Oh."

The little girl looked a little dissatisfied, but she was not a temperamental person. After nodding, she followed Luo Zhan's arm and got out of the car slowly.

Luo Zhan took out his coat from the car, covered the girl's head, then raised his hand to adjust.

Under the coat, the girl's dull voice came out: "But if Grandpa Luo finds out, will nothing happen?"

Luo Zhan's hand adjusting his jacket paused in the air. Then he sneered and started again nonchalantly, "As long as he doesn't know who you are, he can only find someone to check my recent movements."

Tang Ran stayed for two seconds, "Will you still find this?"

"Of course. In the information age, the development of large databases and artificial intelligence has made anyone living in this society nowhere to escape." Luo Zhan closed the last gap in his clothes, closed his hands, and laughed casually, "So do Our profession sometimes jokingly weaves a net for ourselves."

Tang Ran's tone was slightly raised, with a little excitement: "Sounds very interesting."

Luo Zhan asked: "Like this?"

Tang Ran nodded, "I liked it a lot when I heard the manager talk about it before."

"Then wait for your eyes to heal, I will teach you." Luo Zhan said with a smile.

Tang Ran hesitated and murmured softly, "If the eye can be cured, I will go to the K-Dazhong Middle School."

"?" Luo Zhan was startled and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Are you despising me?"

Tang Ran was silent for two seconds and shook his head slowly.

Seeing the girl's obvious guilty expression, Luo Zhan was angry and funny: "Do you know that you just rejected the invitation of Master K who has won the National Award and published several core journal papers?"

Tang Ran was at a loss.

Luo Zhan turned around and walked into the villa with the shoulders of the girl under the coat: "Little girl, you will regret it later."

Tang Ran understood this sentence.

She lowered her head and pondered for a few seconds, then asked softly: "Then when I regret it later, can I go back?"

Luo Zhan smiled coldly: "You have rejected the opportunity that no one else asked for, of course."

The word "no way" stuck in his throat.

After a few seconds of silence, Luo Zhan sighed again, "Yes."

"..."

Tang Ran curled his eyes under his coat.

After all the servants arranged by the Qian family had left, Luo Zhan sent the little girl who had been tossing all day up to the second floor to rest in the bedroom.

Before borrowing the villa, he had informed Qian Shenhao, the son of the Qian family, that the new clothes prepared for them had obviously been dried by the servant (dry gan). At this moment, they were placed on the big bed (chuang) of the master bedroom. .

Luo Zhan sent Tang Ran in, his sight was only swept away. But a second or two later he suddenly stopped, and then fell back.

Seeing the lace (sleeping Shui) skirt on (bed chuang), Luo Zhan's face (color) is black.

Tang Ran noticed that Luo Zhan stopped suddenly and turned back blankly, "Luo Luo, what's wrong?"

"...It's okay," Luo Zhan regained his gaze, "you should rest first. After dinner is ready, I will come up and wake you up."

Tang Ran was led by him to sit on the side of the bed, and the corners of her eyes curled slightly: "Does Luo Luo make dinner?"

Once again, the painful memory of (gou) the hellokitty pink (color) apron, Luo Zhan sighed: "I didn't make it delicious, let the private kitchen send it."

Tang Ran was silent for two seconds and laughed: "I know Luo Luo can't cook."

Luo Zhan was silent.

"After noon that day, I reached the pot in the kitchen (touching Mo). It was cold." Tang Ran paused and said softly, "But thank Luo Luo. I knew that that day you were afraid that I was alone at home. Always stay there with me."

Luo Zhan asked helplessly: "Know that you still break through me?"

"Because lying is very hard, if you say the first one, you have to say the second and the third." Tang Ran smiled, "I don't want Luo Luo to work so hard, so you don't need to pretend to be able to do it in front of me in the future. I have to find a way with difficulty."

Luo Zhan was silent.

For some reason, the girl who happily tied him an apron in the kitchen that day appeared before his eyes.

The little girl has been lonely since she was a child, and her relatives are also indifferent. In addition to her grandmother, perhaps she also longs for this kind of daily relationship in life...

Luo Zhan returned to his senses and rubbed the girl's long hair lightly, "Sorry, I shouldn't lie to you. As compensation, I will learn how to cook in the future, and then make it for you."

Tang Ran was shocked unexpectedly.

Luo Zhan: "Okay, you have to rest first. Put your phone away, call me if you have anything to do, I will go downstairs first."

"Yeah." Tang Ran nodded lightly.

Cover the girl with a quilt, and there is a bulging ball in the corner of the bed. Luo Zhan straightened up and glanced at the clothes lying on the other half of the bed (chuang).

After a two-second pause, he took out his phone and frowned and went out.

The phone was connected when I was going downstairs, and the background sound on the opposite side was messy. It was obviously in a bar or something. Qian Shenhao's voice quickly sounded with a laugh: "Brother Zhan, I heard that you have already lived in? How about it, are you satisfied with what I prepared for you?" Luo Zhan smiled coldly: "I didn't tell you about me. Bring a 16-year-old girl?"

"By the way, 16 years old, height 159, thin, other data is unknown." Qian Shenhao still joked, "The clothes model I have chosen is also based on this data."

"What's the matter with that (sleeping Shui) skirt?"

"Hey? I've seen the photos they took. The most satisfying thing in it is the (Shui Shui) skirt. It's very interesting. Why, Brother Zhan doesn't like that face (color)?"

"..."

Luo Zhan endured, but still did not endure.

He frowned, and his voice dropped to freezing point: "What did I say before that the little girl I brought is of this (guanguan) relationship with me? She is not an adult, are you crazy?"

The other side was silent.

After several seconds, the background sound gradually quieted down. Qian Shenhao seemed to have hurriedly found a quiet place, and he was embarrassed when he spoke again.

"You and the little girl who went with you are not in that, that (guan) relationship? Excuse me, I'm sorry, blame me, it's because I didn't ask clearly in my own mind... That's really inappropriate, so I let The maid at home will order a new one as soon as possible before sending it over."

Standing in the main hall on the first floor, Luo Zhan glanced back at the door of the master bedroom opposite the fence on the second floor. He withdrew his gaze, "Don't delay too late, the little girl (sleeping Shui) early."

Hearing Luo Zhan's tempering, Qian Shenhao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Definitely, Brother Zhan, don't worry."

"..."

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After an hour and a half, the doorbell of the villa rang.

I don't know if it was the food ordered from the private kitchen or Qian Shenhao sent the (ShuiShui) skirt to him. Luo Zhan, who was sitting on the sofa in the main hall, got up and walked quickly to the hallway.

As soon as the door opened, with Qian Shenhao as the leader, several young faces slammed into Luo Zhan's eyes.

There are men and women, some with familiar eyes and some strangers, but they all know Luo Zhan. When many people saw him open the door, their eyes brightened.

Luo Zhan's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Qian Shenhao, who was headed by: "With so many people, is this going to collect debts?"

"No, no, how can it be." Qian Shenhao smiled embarrassedly, "I was in a small game tonight. In the middle, I didn't mean to come to give Brother Zhan something to pay a gift and apologize. They don’t believe it, they have to follow me to take a look, and then..."

Luo Zhan lazily smiled coldly: "Am I a panda or a golden monkey, make a round to visit?"

Qian Shenhao: "Don't don't don't, then how dare you."

Everyone agreed.

Luo Zhan was a little impatient, so he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Bring that thing over. People can go."

Qian Shenhao was even more embarrassed: "The things were delivered from home, not with me."

Luo Zhan had a meal, and raised his eyes angrily and funny: "Then you come (gan) or something?"

Qian Shenhao (touched Mo) (touched Mo) on the back of his head, and smiled awkwardly: "I just came over to make a compliment to Brother Zhan, you and your little girl, I really didn't figure out the situation, the little lady was not angry Right?"

While speaking, Qian Shenhao probed his head and looked inside the hallway behind Luo Zhan.

Luo Zhan leaned against the door and didn't stop, just staring at him lazily, "No need to look for it, people are resting upstairs."

"Oh oh." Qian Shenhao suddenly turned his gaze back disappointed, "I really thought that Brother Zhan had a girlfriend, so why did you want to make such an oolong."

Before Luo Zhan could answer, a woman among the young men who came with Qian Shenhao giggled: "Girlfriend? Shao Luo is famous in the circle, but how many people can't get close."

Luo Zhan was too lazy to take care of it, and was about to find a reason to blast away the troubles.

At this moment, there was a slow sound of footsteps in the villa, and the girl's first awakened and tired soft voice sounded behind Luo Zhan:

"...Luo Luo?"